....and in a strange twist of fate, the love of my life is TIM. My friend Tim. My work partner Tim. The man who has been my confidante through a strange few months. The man who I respect so much because he is him and because, although he is sensitive to the core, he is also tough, tenacious, passionate, driven and utterly gorgeous.
My meet with furry boy was ok but the whole evening I spent thinking about Tim. About the way he holds me, the way he looks at me and the way he connects with my mind and heart. And when I got back from London, Tim came to stay. And basically never left.
Boy has it been fiery! But boy has it been fantastic. And I know I said he was vanilla, but what vanilla boy do you know that immediately gets hard as soon as he tells me to kneel at his feet? Or who gets a rush of horn just by picking up a plastic fish slice? Or who can manage to get inside my head so much that I am unable to orgasm unless he gives me the command? Or who only needs to look at me and my knees melt.
We're working together, we're loving together, we're planning together. We have our moments - great big screaming moments - but I REALLY REALLY WANT THIS TO WORK. I love him with all my heart and I want to be with him forever. Through the bad moments and the good. I respect him, I love him and I fancy him like fuck.
Thank you boy for being there xxxxxxxxxx
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
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